The nights are the hardest. When the world goes silent and I’m left alone with my thoughts, it’s you who fills every corner of my mind. I imagine us together, your head resting on my shoulder, your warmth seeping into me as we share a quiet moment. I long to reach out, to feel your presence beside me, but the distance between us feels insurmountable.
I find myself daydreaming about the simplest things — holding your hand as we walk through a park, the sound of your laughter filling the air, the comfort of waking up next to you, our limbs tangled together in the softness of dawn. These are the moments I yearn for, the ones that make my heart ache with a mixture of longing and uncertainty.
Every message, every call, is a bittersweet reminder of what we share and what we’re missing. Your voice is my favourite melody, yet it’s a tune that leaves me wanting more. I want to be there for you, to share in your triumphs and console you in your sorrows. I want to hug you tight and kiss you tenderly, to let you know that I’m here and that I care.
But here I am, miles away, and the fear of crossing that line holds me back. What if I ruin what we have? What if confessing these feelings drives you away? The thought of losing you is unbearable, so I keep these emotions locked inside, hoping that maybe, just maybe, you feel the same way.
There’s so much I want to say, so much I want to share. I want to tell you how my heart skips a beat every time I see your name on my screen, and how your smile brightens my darkest days. I want to express how deeply I care for you, and how you’ve become such an integral part of my life.
But is it the right time? Is it fair to burden you with my feelings when there’s so much uncertainty? I find myself torn between the desire to open up and the fear of losing what we already have. The distance is killing me, yet it’s the only thing that’s keeping me from spilling my heart out to you.
For now, I cherish the moments we do share, even if they’re through a screen. I’ll hold onto the hope that one day, the stars will align, and we’ll find ourselves in each other’s arms. Until then, I’ll keep dreaming of the day I can finally tell you how much you mean to me, without the fear of losing you.
So, I wait. I wait for the right moment, for the courage to speak my heart. Until then, I’ll continue to dream, to hope, and to wait for the day when distance is no longer a barrier, and I can hold you close, kiss you softly, and wake up next to you, knowing that you’re mine, and I’m yours.
Until next time,
MB.
